“You’ll stay here, in my room,” Cleo کہا as she sat Marik down on her bed, “I mean… If آپ want to.”
Marik smiled. “I’d love to,” he said.
Cleo grinned and bent down to remove his shoes. Then she lightly kissed him on the forehead. “Let’s get آپ into something مزید comfortable before آپ sleep,” she said, “Can آپ stand?”
Marik shakily rose to his feet.
“Here,” she said, “Hold onto me.”
He grabbed her shoulders. The boy leaned against her...
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